"I love you, Spencer Carlin. But you can’t shove me out forever." She got up, slipped on her sandals, and left, leaving Spencer to cry, mourn, and think more.

"I love you too, Ashley. I know, I’m sorry." The blonde whispered to no one after a few moments of being alone.

‘Cause I’m running for a reason.

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"I don’t know what to do, Aid! She refuses to talk about it to me!" Ashley shook her head, pushing her palms onto her throbbing temples.

"Oh come on Ash, you know she’ll crack eventually…" Ashley gave Aiden a deathly glare as he avoided eye contact, looking everywhere in the coffee shop but at her.

"What do you want me to say? To go kill her mom? To kidnap her, force her to talk?" Ashley eyes lit up, the gears in her mind finally turning. "No. You’re not doing that." She nodded to confirm that she was serious, still smiling mischeviously, "You never listen to me any other times! Why are you listening to me now?!" Aiden pleaded, trying to find anything to stop the brunette from kidnapping her own girlfriend.

"Because everything you’ve said since we met up until this point has been dumb and incoherent. But now, now you’ve sparked my interest. I shall call you Master." Aiden smirked at the thought, but shook out of it fast.

"No. I refuse to let you do this, Davies," He folded his arms over his chest. Ashley pouted, the adorable pout that Aiden fell for when they first met.

He cracked. "I won’t let you do this…. Without me!" Aiden chuckled as the sudden feeling of excitement coursed through the small girl across the table from him.

They left the table, placing a few bills and some change as tips. The boy tried to put more down, but Ashley protested.

"Just because shes hot doesn’t mean you tip more. Her service sucked, Aid." And they left.

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The music was doing no good to her. She kept checking her phone for a sign, a missed call, text message, voicemail, anything that showed a trace of Ashley Davies. But her girlfriend had not called her since she left.

Spencer sighed, and flipped through her photo album placed infront of her on the bed.